Supernatural: Dean's baby
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So, this all starts with one case that Dean went on alone. It was a place in California, a town called Beacon Hills. News reports say that there were a lot of animal attacks and missing people going around, and Dean went to invasive.
But, while there, he had a fling with a woman named Natalie Martin, a married woman with a daughter named Lydia. Natalie soon ended up pregnant with Dean's child and didn't want her family to know, so she faked her own death and then ran.
She ran all the way to New York and stayed there for a month. Sadly the apartment, that she was renting got broken into, and she got attacked and hurt. The intruder ran to the room where her baby was, and she used the last of her strength and ran to her baby. But when she got there, the man didn't touch her kid, only was standing over it.
The intruder looked at Natalie, and she gasped when she saw bright glowing blue eyes. The stranger walked over to her, into the light shining through the window, and she saw who it was. She cried out in fear as she realized that it was Peter Hale. The man back in Beacon Hills, that killed a lot of people, and hurt Lydia.
She tried to make a run for it, to her baby, but Peter grabbed her and bit into her neck. After that, he left. Natalie didn't understand why Peter didn't kill her baby, but she didn't waste any time, and got up and walked over to her baby. She looked down and was glad she didn't see anything wrong with him.
She then pulled out her phone, and ran to her box in her closet, because before Dean had left, he gave her his number... mostly it was for a booty call, but she needed to call him.
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